Alessia.
" You have been poisoned. " The doctor informed.
'Poisoned '
I repeated his words, over and over, savouring the feeling that it left on my lips but there was nothing new, nothing I hadn't experienced in my twenty-one years.
Bitterness filled me, coupled with anger, as I tried to narrow down the culprit, in my mind.
Alpha Drake, maybe? That was highly unlikely. We weren't enemies, after all, were we? If he had planned to harm me, he wouldn't have sent me to the hospital, right?
Even when he had revealed the fact that I had 'f*ck' Caspian, like he had put it, the man who he seemed to hate, I hadn't picked any enemity coming from him. He had been characteristically grumpy and all emotionless, more like his usual self. Just like the rumours about him said.
The Queen, then?
